Anthony Bourdain’s recent suicide was a stark reminder we all have poor eyesight. It’s not a criticism; it’s just the way we were made.
To everyone else, Bourdain had it made. He was rich and famous. And admired by millions. Successful by any measure. Yet he wasn’t, at least not in any truly meaningful way. The reality was quite different from what we saw. But in the end, reality revealed itself, around Tony’s neck.
My guess is that Tony was good at hiding what was really going on inside. “This is the last person I would have expected,” many of his friends were quoted as saying.
It’s not as hard to do as one would think — to hide in plain sight, that is. I’ve been pretty good at it myself; perhaps you have, too. Continue reading
We returned last night from four days in New York City. The main purpose of this trip was to see the play Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. But we were fortunate: dear friends from Chester County, Pennsylvania drove up to spend some time with us. On top of that, your grandmother and I saw some sights we’d never seen.
Our trip made me wonder why we don’t visit NYC more often. Continue reading
This is perhaps the most disturbing graphic I’ve seen in a long time:
The CDC reported last week that:
- Nearly 45,000 lives were lost to suicide in the U.S. in 2016.
- Suicide rates went up more than 30% in half of the states since 1999.
There’s something wrong in America. Sure, there’s plenty right, too. But when tens of thousands of our fellow Americans decide to take their own lives, then there’s definitely something seriously wrong.
I wouldn’t attempt to address the reasons for this tragedy in a blog post. There’s no way I could do it justice. So my comments will be personal. And only personal. Continue reading